Then, in early November, Pushkar was dry and dusty, the famous lake nothing more than a few desolate puddles. Nothing at all like the Buddha eye it is famed to represent.
But the light was incredible: a soft pinky sheen that turned the desert sands a rosy colour.
I've just spent the past week travelling: first to the foothills of the Himalayas, then back to Pushkar. All my grand plans to blog from location were scuppered by a lack of a reliable interweb connection. I can't wait for the day when air will be wired.
8 comments:
HI I was thinking of going this year. Would you recommend it ? Marina
Yes - without a doubt! It was really fantastic, even without the spectacle of the camels. Thousands of villagers (dressed in fantastic turbans or brightly coloured lengha-cholis) descend upon Pushkar; it's all very festive and fun.
Yeah Dan I dunno... leaving it up but don't particularly like my blog being used for your spammy purposes.
Dear Desiderata......really not SPAM, but i understand your feelings, if you feel better taking it down, quite okay.....it's really a poem i wrote to make a point about internet manners.....which are going down down down.....so i found your blog via the google window....but take it down if wish....i understand...i hate spam too...but really, i am selling nothing, i did not even copyright this words.....danny
Hi Dan, no offence intended. Feel free to leave a link to it, but I felt it was a bit of a tenuous link and posting something so long was a bit over the top! Again, in the interests of good internet behaviour, I apologise if I caused you any offence.
Dear D,
No no, you were right, so i took it down, it was too long for the space.....if anyone wants to find it they can find it here:
http://zippy1300.blogspot.com
Cheers
Dan
I really enjoy to read & view your blog.
Pushkar Festival | Pushkar Fair 2012
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